I drink hydrogen

I caught a glimpse of

my veins flare in purple sounds.

There I recognized emotions in sex,
 battle in emotions, 
and a little bit more
of the substance crystallized ;

And sometimes I really do miss it,
 trying to shed a tear
 to release my inner demons... 

I get angry at things, 
I vomit inside my brain
 therefore I am messed up again 
and waking up too often. 

I know I am not real,
do not feel real at all;

Dreams of art 
and massive destruction...

Obsessed with the art of Sylvia 

Never miss a chance
not to look weird in the morning.

I dived in the blasting fire

that brought the new dawn.